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That
night
they
heard
no
noises.
But
either
in
his
dreams
or
out
of
them,
he
could
not
tell
which,
Frodo
heard
a
sweet
singing
running
in
his
mind:
a
song
that
seemed
to
come
like
a
pale
light
behind
a
grey
rain-curtain,
and
growing
stronger
to
turn
the
veil
all
to
glass
and
silver,
until
at
last
it
was
rolled
back,
and
a
far
green
country
opened
before
him
under
a
swift
sunrise.
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